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Puddle!
A message popped up from Emma’s phone with a sound that quickly caught her attention. She was about to finish cooking dinner when her mother messaged her, telling her that it would still take a while for her to come back home. She...
Familiar Encounter
FICTION — “Don’t be like Uncle Norm.” Those were my mother’s last words to me before I stepped foot inside the airport.
Episodes
There are impulses that come at unforeseen moments long after loving and losing someone. However, these impulses carry deceptive circuits that lead us to believe that memory can finally take a backseat and we can now console ourselves with the needed composure we...
House of Leaves
“A week ago, just before you arrived, DongJosé,” my grandfather was telling me in between locomotive puffs from his rolled lomboy cigar. “A damn wakwak tore a hole in my nipa roof.”
I nodded as I feasted on my hot breakfast. I had arrived...
The One-Night Stand at the Frankfurt Book Fair
Maribel glanced at her plane seat, grateful that she had the aisle seat and only one seat beside her. Her seat mate was a young woman who had her ear buds on. Maribel was grateful for that, too; she didn’t have to chitchat...
He who Is without Sin
Three huge cross figures made of fine wood were slowly being painted black by a crowd of men. They sat on makeshift bamboo benches in front of a small sari-sari store, holding a paintbrush in one hand and a bottle of beer in...
